บท 1739: Counterattack (Part 3)

"Haha! Such a weak attack."

Feng Xiaotian took one look and huffed in disdain. He had thought that Ye Chen would play some tricks, but who knew that this fellow would be truly this weak?

On the Slaughter Sect's side, Duanmu Yan had a strange expression on his face. When Ye Chen had returned, he had felt a sense of oppression. Could it be that he was just putting up a strong front?

Duanmu Yan did not know what was going on either.

Ye Chen smiled without saying a word. Traces of Immortal Sword Essence burst forth from his body.

Immortal Willpower, Immortal Spirit, Immortal Soul, and Immortal Fighting Spirit combined to create an Immortal Divine Body. However, the fifth thing he comprehended, Immortal Sword Essence, gave him the sharpest attack in his arsenal.

When the sword was only ten centimeters away from Feng Xiaotian, his expression changed drastically.

This sharp sword was actually so terrifying!